Also...

Just letting everyone know (that's right, everyone) that I finished the 100 things about me blog. The blogger control mice put it here, in back in the last year place, because that's when I started it.

Also, just to try and make this post worth while, I will share a thought I had today. I was walking to class, I had been up for an hour or two, and it occurred to me. Although I had been talking to myself that whole time, I had no actually said a word out loud. It was weird. This had actual relevance the other day, when I was feeling a bit under the weather. I had again been up for a few hours but not spoken out loud, and I tried to speak in my tute. I assumed that I would speak, but given I wasn't of full health, my voice didn't work as I had planned. I felt foolish, I felt I should have tested my voice first, by speaking to myself out loud before attempting to talk in public.

That is it. Did I succeed?

F-lock

What is the F-lock?
My keyboard has an F-lock and it's on, but I don't know what it is/does.
It's grouped with the caps lock and the numbers lock. I know what they do.
I'm a little scared of it....

Stranger

A man stands at the edge of town.
I don't know him.
I've never met him, and never will.
But they say that a butterfly flapping it's wings on one side of the world causes a hurricane on the others,
then surely his presence has affected me.
Changed my life.

Dear Kids at the Pool.

Dear Kids at the Pool,
Firstly, you are not allowed to run around the pool. Please stop running, but more importantly, stop staring at me surprised when I tell you not to. It's the rules, it's on the signs. And it's not just a rule at this pool, it's the rules at every pool ever! You have NEVER been allowed to run around the pool!

Secondly, no you are not allowed to do back flips. If I said no to you doing them yesterday*, why would I say yes today? Has the edge of the pool stopped being hard and neck breaking? Have you stopped needing you head to be in one piece? Do the other kids today like being jumped on? Am I no longer responsible for the safety of you and them? And no, the other lifeguard didn't say you could!

And finally, I know this is a small, but you kids at the canteen are idiots! You can not get 50 cents worth of 20 cent lollies, and you can not get $1 worth of 15 cent lollies! It doesn't go. And if you are going to get lots of lollies and use up all of your money, do it all at once, don't stand there and get them 20 cents at a time!

That is all,
Annoyed Lifeguard.


*And the day before that, and the day before that, and the day before that, and the day before that, and the day before that, and the day before that, and every other day we have been open!

Layla

This is just a thought that has been bugging me.

For my party on Saturday (yay, I'm 21) I shaved a Mohawk. Sense then I have been wavering as to whether I should keep it or not. Every time I express to someone a desire or thought of shaving it off, they tell me not to. Telling me to keep it and not to be soft. What is annoying me is that everyone who is telling me to keep it and not to shave it just because it's outlandish, would themselves never do anything even close to this crazy with their hair.

If they want to tell me to not worry about what people think of me, maybe they should first stop worrying about it themselves.

Small thing to be worrying about I know. ( I should be worrying about exams instead)

Me with the Mohawk.

(Again, the title has nothing to do with the blog, it's just the song that I was listen to when I started (and finished) the blog.)

Let's Take The Long Way Home

Well that worked out well. I felt like blogging, as it's years. I had nothing I really wanted to say, and when that happens I usually just use whatever song is playing as the title. This title worked quite well as I went home for the first time in almost 19 weeks yesterday.
It was good to see the place again. I has seen my family since then and I went away with my parents for a week in the holidays, so it's not that bad. I got to hang out with my brother a bit which was cool. I also went out to my grandparents farm and mowed their lawn. It was fun, because they have a very ruff farm lawn and a ride on lawnmower. I had a great time taring around the place, and my brother had to go around with the push mower and get the spots I couldn't (or missed). I also got to hang with my good mate Daryl, with I was really happy about.
Also, at the murder mystery night I refused to give my middle name. (oh, went to a murder mystery night tonight. It was good fun, well done and I picked the murderer straight off. Not by any clues, but just by gut feeling). I don't know why I didn't give it. There is no reason, I don't really care, there is nothing embarrassing about it, I just chose not to. The thing is now, that I have set up that I didn't want to give it, so now I will continue to not give it (at least to those people). That's no real inconvenience or anything, there's just not reason, and I feel it would be really odd to just tell them now, after I wormed so much getting out of telling them tonight.
This, I realise is a very, very small. . . I was going to say struggle, but it's not even worth that. It's really just a thought or consideration, but it was on my mind.

Beyond the Sea